president_evil: (weskerGlow)
president_evil ([personal profile] president_evil) wrote in [community profile] thearena 2013-01-15 07:41 pm (UTC)

Although Wesker had already decided he didn't care for the Capitol - purely on the principle - he was smart enough to realize that the pieces, as they currently sat, were not in his favor. They had managed to lessen him somehow, and there was still so many questions he hadn't answered... So he was playing their game, determined to free himself from the bond of the arena.

He was hunting. And the scent of the smoke and the ash had drawn him across the ice to Dean's campfire.

But he hadn't counted on the birds. On the advance warning they would give his prey.

He stared across the expanse, weighing his options as the figure in the distance scrambled to its feet. He was tempted to continue with his attack,... but then the bitterly cold wind shifted and carried with it the scent of another.

Someone familiar.

Someone he could probably take on his own, one-on-one, but that he had no desire to tangle with there was a third, uncounted for, third party involved.

Eyes flaring red, he slipped back, moving carefully over the ice until he found a deep crack to slip into.

Some other time, Dean.

OOC: Again, sorry for the confusion! I didn't mean an actual explosion. D: My bad! As it is, since Don arrived and Dean went with him, I'll have just Wesker slip off all cranky like. If that's alright?

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